As I mentioned in a post a few days ago, I met the woman who is now my wife, for the first time on September 4th, 2004.
It was a Saturday.
That means it’s very nearly 8 years ago.
However on September 1st, 2007 – also a Saturday – I married my wife in Singapore.
That means tomorrow it will be 5 years.
5 years of wonderfulness.
At least it’s been that for me.
Too many people talk bad about marriage.
Everywhere you turn, it seems someone, somewhere is putting it down.
They use words like prison, pain and disappointment … but for me, marriage is amazing.
That’s not just because it’s mind blowing anyone would want to be married to me, especially someone as wonderful, clever, talented and beautiful as my wife, it’s because it literally makes every aspect of life a whole lot better.
Every aspect.
Of course it’s dependent on finding the right person, but to have someone who actually wants to take away your problems … wants to make your good days, great … wants to help move you forward together, is incredible.
Please don’t think I didn’t get this sort of support from my parents – I did, as I did from the odd previous girlfriend – but Jill does it in a way that makes me feel like I can achieve more than I thought possible and in better ways.
In short, she makes me a better me.
I hope she feels I do something positive for her.
While I try and do things that show how much I love her each and every day, the fact is I travel too much, let work interrupt our lives way too often, get grumpy when I’m tired [approx 89.6% of the time] and complain whenever she wants to watch a period drama, visit a castle or asks for a clean glass even if she just wants a refill of water … so in terms of emotional fulfillment, I most definitely get the much better end of the deal.
I know this post is unbelievably indulgent [and most probably very sickening] but on top of wanting to say how much I love and adore her, I also wanted to make sure she knows how much I appreciate who she is and what she does for me.
I’m a very lucky man – so happy, happy anniversary for tomorrow [with a bit of luck, I’ll be there to celebrate it with you, China air traffic control permitting], thank you for being Ms Perfection Personified and here’s hoping that the next five years go a bit more slowly than the last five, so we can treasure them even more.
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* Especially given what ended up happening to him and Ms Holmes. Mind you, I’m not a fan of Oprah or a Scientologist freak so I should be OK. I hope.